My uncle told me:
"Never live your fantasy. They're one dimensional and without consequence."
Maybe he's right.
You're just a fantasy, I should not live.
Despite everything.
My head,
Heart and feelings.
My fantasy is meant for someone else.

All the things I would do,
If only
You called my name.

I try to make you the happiest you can be.
But you really choose the guy
that actively chose someone else.
Ghosted you,
forgot you existed.
Yet he’s prince charming.
You deserve the world.
You deserve better.
You deserve someone who wants you,
not because no one else is there
but because they chose you, over everyone
       else.

I See you clicked.
I couldn't help but check.
I told you your writing was astonishing. What do you think of mine?
I know, It's nothing, comparatively smaller, much weaker than yours.
I understand if you go back into hiding, under pen and paper.
I would like to say the words you put together.
I honestly mean It when I say:
                                               Wow.
Don't stop.
                  Your writing is too remarkable.